At this moment, everyone on the Third Level was stunned; they hadn't expected so many people to arrive.
However, shortly after, a trace of anger appeared.
Because they discovered that many among them only had the cultivation of a One Star King.
This level of strength is pitifully weak; they couldn't even ascend to the Second Level, so how could they possibly enter the Third Level?
"Damn it, how did that guy guard the gate? How did he let so much trash in?"
"Damn it, who are you calling trash?"
Fatty Luo and the Dark Red Divine Dragon both jumped up.
"Naturally, I'm talking about you! With this level of strength, how dare you come to the Third Level?"
"Even though I don't know how you got in, please roll back down now! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
A young man wearing a blue robe stood up. He was quite handsome, but his eyes were extremely cold, making people feel very uncomfortable.
